Just then, on the back of the first floor, a man in a sharp suit with a fierce face slowly raised his bidding paddle.

The cigar between his fingers emitted wisps of smoke, and he was followed by a dozen bodyguards in black, exuding an intimidating aura.

"Capone Becky!" someone recognized him and exclaimed in surprise.

"It's that gangster boss!"

"Why don't they go to the private rooms?"

"Devil Fruits, it seems the struggle for them will be a bloody battle. Now it's a stage only for the truly powerful."

Capone Becky smiled slightly, his voice deep yet crystal clear: "One hundred and ten million."

No sooner had he finished speaking than another chilling voice came from the private room on the left side of the second floor: "One hundred and fifty million."

The speaker was another notorious gang godfather from the West Sea, who controlled dozens of smuggling routes and was extremely wealthy.

By the time the Devil Fruits were auctioned off, ordinary people could no longer even sit at the table.

Immediately afterwards, a bid increase came from the right-hand box: "One hundred and eighty million!"

With the three major gangs making their moves simultaneously, the atmosphere instantly became tense and fraught with danger.

The people in the audience didn't dare to breathe, and could only watch helplessly as these three big shots competed against each other from a distance.

"Two hundred million."

Capone Becky remained unfazed, raising the price by a whopping twenty million, his ruthless gaze causing those around him to instinctively back away.

It's obvious that he deliberately didn't go to the private room, although for top-tier figures, it makes no difference whether they go to the private room or not; they'll know what they need to know anyway.

"Two hundred and thirty million!"

"Two hundred and fifty million!"

The other two high-ranking gang members were not to be outdone, and the price soared, quickly breaking through the 250 million mark.

Just then, from the quietest private room on the second floor, Uchiha Hakuba's voice rang out calmly: "Three hundred million."

These three words, though seemingly light, were like a boulder thrown into a boiling lake, instantly silencing the entire audience.

Capone Becky suddenly looked up, his gaze like that of a hawk shooting towards Bai Yu's private room, the smoke from his cigar making him frown slightly.

His bodyguards behind him were already itching to make a move, but he raised his hand and stopped them.

Two hundred and fifty million was already his bottom line. Three hundred million? It wasn't worth it for an unknown type of Zoan-type Devil Fruit.

The gangster godfather in the left-hand box remained silent for a moment before reluctantly putting down his bidding paddle.

"Are we that rich?"

Matsumoto Rangiku was somewhat puzzled.

"No, it's just raising the price. I have my own plans."

"3.5 million."

"350 million Berries!"

When the number blared from the microphone, the entire auction hall fell into a deathly silence. Several nouveau riche who had been raising their paddles, hoping to snag a bargain, sheepishly lowered their hands.

This price far exceeds the market valuation of most Devil Fruits and is also far beyond their affordability limits.

"Anyone else bidding? Three hundred and fifty million Berries at a time!"

The auctioneer's voice trembled, his eyes filled with fervor; he would receive a huge commission if the price exceeded 2.5 million Berries.

"Twice! Three times! Deal!"

Inside the VIP box on the second floor, the gangster boss, known as the Little Emperor, was adjusting the collar of his expensive suit.

He is the notorious underground emperor of this area. He killed the old emperor in order to take the throne. This time, he didn't hesitate to empty half of the treasury just to get an opportunity.

"Boss is brilliant!" The sycophantic advisor beside him fawned over, handing over a glass of red wine.

"With this fruit in hand, the Emperor's Guild's strength will definitely rise to another level!"

LeBon sneered smugly and pushed open the door of the private room: "Let's go check the goods, and also prepare for the underlings to sneak away with the Devil Fruits. Besides, I have to show my face in this kind of scene and let those arrogant new gangsters see who the boss is here."

He walked out of the private room with his head held high, enjoying the awe-inspiring glances from those in the corridor.

Inside the private room, Uchiha Hakuyu straightened his non-existent collar, a playful smile curving his lips.

With a gentle wave of his right hand, a pale purple light flowed through his palm.

"Puppet-Puppet Fruit ability, activated."

With a soft sound like clay being sculpted, the space in front of Bai Yu distorted, and a "doll" exactly like the young emperor Le Bang who had just left appeared out of thin air.

The same suit, the same arrogant demeanor, even that nauseatingly arrogant and domineering air was perfectly replicated.

"Alright, Mr. Stand-in, it's your turn."

Bai Yu patted the doll on the shoulder.

The doll nodded expressionlessly, then vanished like dust.

Now, all we need to do is wait.

The emperor's men were extremely efficient.

Under the cover of the bigwig drawing everyone's attention, a trusted aide in a black trench coat sneaked out of the back door of the auction house.

He was clutching a sealed glass box tightly in his arms. Inside was a fruit covered in spiral patterns, which was the prize they had just acquired for 3.5 million peso.

"While the boss is still drawing everyone's attention, if we secretly transport it out now, his strength will definitely increase significantly after consuming it..."

The confidant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pondering how to claim his reward when he got back.

Just then, he saw that familiar figure at the corner of the corridor.

"Boss!" The confidant's eyes lit up, and he quickly chased after him.

The figure was facing away from him, hands in pockets.

"Boss, why did you come out so quickly? Weren't you supposed to stay inside and distract them?!"

The confidant lowered his voice and excitedly handed over the glass box.

"No one noticed. As you instructed, we used the secret passage of the auction house, which was prepared for major clients."

The doll slowly turned around.

That face was practically a carbon copy of LeBron's. It expressionlessly reached out and took the glass case.

"Well done." The puppet's voice, remotely controlled by Bai Yu, perfectly mimicked LeBon's hoarse voice.

"Take this box back later. We'll use it to lure everyone away and then we'll have them under our control."

"Yes! Boss is brilliant!"

The confidant, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, bowed respectfully, took the box, and hurriedly left.

"Our leader is absolutely brilliant!"

Uchiha Shiraha sat on the sofa, looking at the Devil Fruit he had just "tricked" into handing over to the puppet.

"Mission accomplished." Bai Yu smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the doll instantly turned into white smoke and disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed. The Devil Fruit did the same.

"Is there still storage space?"

Uchiha Hakuba became increasingly interested in the Pair-Pair Fruit.

Meanwhile, LeBron was surrounded by a group of reporters and admirers in the center of the hall, boasting about his wealth with spittle flying, and he was enjoying the feeling.

Then, thinking about Devil Fruits, he felt like he was the chosen one.

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